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Camille cracked open a beer with her teeth and passed it to Carrie. “Seriously, what's the deal with Lise? She's
not that special.”
Carrie took the beer from her, gulping down a long swig, feeling the fizz and alcohol work its way through her
senses. After a brief silence, she spoke in a flat tone. “Old habits die hard.”
Camille paused to gather her thoughts before adding, “I actually spoke to Albin about this...” She raised her
hand defensively. “I swear, | wasn’t selling you out. | just thought, since Albin’s Kristopher’s friend, he might
have a different perspective.”
Carrie turned her gaze towards Camille, intrigued. “And then?”
Camille paused, then said, “Albin thinks Kristopher doesn’t have romantic feelings for Lise. He sees it more like a
brother-sister thing.”
Carrie furrowed her brow, then let out a dry laugh. “That's a pretty flimsy excuse.”
“How can two unrelated adults just be ‘siblings’? What, are they skind of emotional brother and sister?”
Camille shrugged. “I don’t know how to explain it. But something feels off, like there’s more to the story than
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Camille popped open another beer with the sexaggerated flair and took a gulp. “I'm with Albin now, so I'm
not one to criticize. But seriously, we can’t both be stuck in miserable relationships, can we?”
Carrie sighed and shook her head slowly. “Kristopher isn’t that type of person. If something was going on, he
would have toldby now. What kind of secret could possibly be so huge that he'd rather fight withevery
single day than just sit down and explain it?”
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She paused, her voice softening with frustration, then sighed deeply again. “Honestly, maybe this is just fate.
Maybe, in a past life, | did something really horrible—like | wiped out Lise’s entire family or something, and now
she’s here, haunting my marriage like skind of ghost. It’s like she’s refusing to lethave even a moment
of peace.”
“Okay, enough with the sad talk. Tonight, we're celebrating your sudden rise to fame!” Camille lifted her beer
and tapped it against Carrie's bottle.
The two of them gulped down their beers at the stime, drinking straight from the bottles. Camille let out a
loud burp before pulling out her phone and opening Twitter.
Silver Elephant Media had retweeted Katrina's post, turning the moment into a promotional opportunity for
Agarwood. Katrina, the famous screenwriter, was also a beautiful woman, playing the female lead in her own
, portraying a strong, independent woman... People online were calling it a perfect example of life
imitating art, like the heroine had somehow stepped right out of the show and into real life, transforming a
romantic into an unexpectedly inspiring success story.
Camille scrolled through comment after comment, each one showering Carrie with praise.
She looked even more thrilled than if the compliments had been aimed at her. Burping again, she grinned wide.
“Talent always gets its tto shine. Carrie, you're absolutely killing it! I'm so excited for you. | never imagined it
would take off like this.”
What neither of them saw coming was that Carrie's account had gained a jaw-dropping eight million followers
overnight, overtaking Katrina's by three million.
Kristopher reclined silently on the sofa in the doctor's office. Illuminated by stark, cold light, he resembled a
perfectly sculpted figure—stoic and impassive. A dark blue shirt hung loosely on his frame, its cuffs undone,
while his brow furrowed in thought. A cigarette dangled from his lips.
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